User blog comment:Bluestripe the Wild/Riddle of the Lost Blade/@comment-3474228-20120129234649/@comment-3474228-20120320202115

The fox spins around in a slight daze as Herquil's paw connects with his face, and after recovering, he moves back and glances up momentarily to see the grappling rope being cut as three hordesbeasts are descending. Two weasels and a rat fall heavily on the ground from their high drop, and while one of the weasels only suffers minor injuries, the other weasel, who was higher up, dies on impact, and the rat breaks a few bones. The weasel gets up but is cut down by an arrow as the otters begin to descend the ladder. The fox glances at the moaning rat for a moment before running back towards the front of the Abbey where the rest of the horde is.

Vulcan speaks quickly. "Protecting our backsss. Now let'sss go."